Am | G | Am | G | Am |
Come you masters of war, | You that build all the guns |
Am | G | Am | G | Am |
You that build the death planes, | You that build the big bombs |
Am | G | Am | G | Am |
You that hide behind walls, | You that hide behind desks |
G | F | Em | Am | G | Am | |
I just w | ant you to kn | ow, I can s | ee through your m | asks |